Post by Lovely on Aug 4, 2009 0:48:15 GMT -5
April 23, 2007
Coalition HQ
"Hey... get over here or I'm making that bald spot bigger. What's with you, eh? Haven't talked to me or Bon in weeks."
Shrugs. "Thought you two were busy."
"Thought you were my brother. I've always got time for you."
"She's your wife... I wouldn't pull you away from her... since work does that often enough... how am I going to end up with rugrats to play with if you never have time to knock her up?"
"Well I hope you're a patient man, cuz you might still be waiting a while."
Shrugs. "Yeah, that works for me."
"How's ten months sound?"
"That long to get her knocked up or a rugrat in ten months cause you're hoping next month not to shoot blanks?"
"No, because the first two are reserved for proud papa. It's been three weeks that we've been home.. and no aunt Flo..so we're thinking.. hoping and thinking."
"No shit?"
"She's getting checked for the bill of health and Milo's gotten the license back already for us. We're good.. she's good.. I'm terrified.. we're all good."
"Shit..." He whistled. "I should stay away from you more often."
"Hell, no. But thanks for understanding," he chuckled, looking up shyly. "A dad.. can you imagine?'
"You'll be great."
"Means a desk job for a while.. for me anyway. She's better at what she does. I'm not gonna make her give that up. Sound weird? House dad... heh.. who'da thunk?"
"Ummm ok... She's like a psychic... vision chica... doesn't quite matter where she has those, now does it?"
"But helluva headache lately. Hard to watch a baby when you can't think or see. I want to be there to help them both. Wow... the 'b' word... heh."
"Yeah...the B word... nice isn't it?"
Coalition HQ
"Hey... get over here or I'm making that bald spot bigger. What's with you, eh? Haven't talked to me or Bon in weeks."
Shrugs. "Thought you two were busy."
"Thought you were my brother. I've always got time for you."
"She's your wife... I wouldn't pull you away from her... since work does that often enough... how am I going to end up with rugrats to play with if you never have time to knock her up?"
"Well I hope you're a patient man, cuz you might still be waiting a while."
Shrugs. "Yeah, that works for me."
"How's ten months sound?"
"That long to get her knocked up or a rugrat in ten months cause you're hoping next month not to shoot blanks?"
"No, because the first two are reserved for proud papa. It's been three weeks that we've been home.. and no aunt Flo..so we're thinking.. hoping and thinking."
"No shit?"
"She's getting checked for the bill of health and Milo's gotten the license back already for us. We're good.. she's good.. I'm terrified.. we're all good."
"Shit..." He whistled. "I should stay away from you more often."
"Hell, no. But thanks for understanding," he chuckled, looking up shyly. "A dad.. can you imagine?'
"You'll be great."
"Means a desk job for a while.. for me anyway. She's better at what she does. I'm not gonna make her give that up. Sound weird? House dad... heh.. who'da thunk?"
"Ummm ok... She's like a psychic... vision chica... doesn't quite matter where she has those, now does it?"
"But helluva headache lately. Hard to watch a baby when you can't think or see. I want to be there to help them both. Wow... the 'b' word... heh."
"Yeah...the B word... nice isn't it?"